No, the last thing she cared about was whether people were staring at the boy and girl kissing by the river, as London, it's cities and towers and churches and bridges and streets, circled all about them like the memory of a dream. And if the Thames that ran beside them, sure and silver in the afternoon light, recalled a night long ago when the moon shone as brightly as a shilling on this same boy and girl, or if the stones of Blackfriars knew the tread of their feet and thought to themselves: At last, the wheel comes to a full circle, they kept their silence.
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: jem-carstairs tessa-gray
He speaks of you only with the greatest pride, Will
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: will-herondale tessa-gray
Tessa was laying on her side, her brown hair spread over the pillow, watching Will, whose face was bent over the pages, with a look of tenderness in her eyes, a tenderness mirrored in the softness of Will's voice as he read.
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: love tenderness will-herondale tessa-gray charlotte-branwell
Marry me," he said. "Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it.
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: will-herondale tessa-gray
He was Will, in all his perfect imperfection; Will, whose heart was as easy to break as it was carefully guarded; Will, who loved not wisely but entirely and with everything he had.
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: will-herondale tessa-gray
I want you to say dreadfully mad, funny things and make up songs and be--' The Will I fell in love with, she almost said. "And be Will," she finished instead. "Or I shall hit you with my umbrella."
***
"You would make a very ugly woman."
"I would not. I would be stunning."
Tessa laughed. “There,” she said. “There is Will. Isn’t that better? Don’t you think so?” “I don’t know,” Will said, eyeing her. “I’m afraid to answer that. I’ve heard that when I speak, it makes American women wish to strike me with umbrellas.
Stichwörter: will-herondale tessa-gray
She knew she could not be Jem for Will. No one could. But slowly the hollow places in his heart were filling in.
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: will-herondale jem-carstairs tessa-gray
The Will I fell in love with, she almost said."And be Will," she finished instead. "Or I shall hit you with my umbrella.
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: will-herondale tessa-gray
She had fallen asleep with her head on his arm, the clockwork angel, still around her throat, resting against his shoulder just to the left of his collarbone. As she moved away, the clockwork angel slipped free and she saw to her surprise that where it had lain against his skin it had left a mark behind, no bigger than a shilling, in the shape of a pale white star.
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: will-herondale tessa-gray
I believe everything you say," Tessa said with a smile, her hands creeping down from his waist to his weapons belt. Her fingers closed on the hilt of a dagger, and she yanked it from the belt, smiling as he looked down at her in surprise. She kissed his cheek and stepped back. "After all," she said, "you weren't lying about that tattoo of the dragon of Wales, were you?
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: will tessa will-herondale tessa-gray wessa will-s-dragon-tattoo
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